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lud foe - cuttin up (remix) كلمات الأغنية

[intro: lud foe]
290 sh-t man, out west sh-t n-gga
you know how we rockin’ n-gga
get your guns up, get your funds up
you on that opp sh-t, get mob stick b-tch
straight gang sh-t, ay, boochie gang

[hook: lud foe]
she said she like my swag, i be cuttin’ up
he can’t hang with us cause he ain’t cut enough
you don’t want war with us, you ain’t tough enough
i just bought a fifth of henny and i drunk it up
you say you want some smoke, n-gga puff it up
we fall in kod and then we f-ck it up
we criminals, this sh-t can get corrupt with us
you do subliminals, we ride with them illegals tucked

[verse 1: lud foe]
i told these p-ssy n-ggas not to f-ck with us
and shout out to the hoes that be suckin’ us
i gotta get this money up, that’s a must
used to ride the bus, see the cops then i’m kickin’ dust
i cop a foreign, i’ma valet park the b-tch
i’m rolling with my n-ggas, i can’t f-ck with the opp sh-t
she said she wanna f-ck, i’ma charge the b-tch
ten thou’ for thirty minutes, give her the hardest d-ck
i know you see me, vip with all this bling on
i punch your -ss in your face with all my rings on
hollow bullets beatin’ on your chest, chopper king kong
i get that work, i bounce it back like a ping pong
you bill withers, get you a shoulder that you can lean on
just met a thick b-tch, her name was money and she wear green thongs
i heard you be lackin’ off that lean, get your snooze on
get my cruise on, i’m a mack with some trues on

[verse 2: lil durk]
glock on me, 4 got 50’s they’ll blow some’
any rapper want this action, let me know some’
let her suck the d-ck and i might expose or some’
i called bro out the van, now the fours is comin’
i don’t talk, i call verny, come do what you do
50k, 100 guns at this video shoot
hop out the roof, don’t run, you know we’ll shoot
the swiper b-tch, don’t like the b-tch, she know i got the juice
the opps be off the xanny leanin’, they snoozin and sh-t
i ate ’em up in traffic, i’m just cruisin’ and sh-t
and who you think you foolin’, them ain’t you lil b-tch
me and foenem in west park, just come through lil b-tch
gang sh-t, copped me a mansion, i’m the man and
staring gets you fanned so don’t chance it
bang bro, even these stars, i be slayin’ sh-t
i just f-cked the richest n-gga’s b-tch but i ain’t sayin’ sh-t

[verse 3: lud foe]
i’m higher than the stars, coolin’ with this thot
i can tell she ain’t never been in a foreign car
she can tell i get money, i buy the whole bar
last night i could’ve sworn i smoked the whole jar
f&n, chopper bullets, they go very far
i f-ck that b-tch and her friend like hugh hefner
and b-tch i live the life of a hard knock
have a shootout with the feds, i might k!ll a cop
put this red beam on your head like a polka dot
and if a n-gga f-ck with my bread, watch a body drop
n-ggas in the house cause they scared, we pop out a lot
we pull up with glocks, macs, 90’s, got rugers with mops
and i don’t give a f-ck ’bout no b-tch, i got all the thots
it ain’t no lackin’, keep a thirty in that clip, i got all the shots
i call all the shots, i got c0ke in all of the pots
i pull up in a drop, throwin’ hundreds all out the top

- lud foe

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